Travis had his wisdom teeth pulled the day after a different, more delicate procedure, so he has been movin' pret-ty slowly and isn't allowed to lift anything. Which obviously puts me in full caretaker mode for everyone in the house. No prob; I got this. And I did and do. But it is exhausting. I have said it before, but I do not understand how single parents do it.
Anywho, Tuesday night, the boys were occupied so I told Travis I was going to quick jump in the shower, something that was badly needed. He agreed and I ran upstairs in eager anticipation of 10 minutes of steam filled aloneness.
Alas, I am a mother. Aloneness is a rare gem. A rare gem that I did not find on Tuesday night. I was just getting a good shampoo lather on my greasy hair when WHAM! I got hit in the face with a Nerf dart. A Nerf dart. To the face. WHILE I WAS IN THE SHOWER. I yelped out of shock and Alex's response was, "Did I get you??!" Yes you got me! I'm not just in here yelping for my own entertainment. "Mom! That was such a good shot! I had to ricochet it off the ceiling!!!"
Good job, now leave. me. alone.
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